Qiao Wanyue nodded, "Okay."
The brigade leader and the secretary exchanged a glance. The secretary gestured for her to continue, "Wanyue, you know that the policies from above encourage development in each brigade, but there are also restrictions. I also know that it's impossible to feed everyone with just a few acres of land."
But our Xiahe Village is different from the other brigades. We're neither near mountains nor water, and we have no sideline businesses to develop. So Xiahe Village is the poorest in the commune. Uncle also wants to develop, but there's no opportunity.
Qiao Wanyue nodded, "Uncle, I know, you've worked hard too."
She complimented the captain at the right time.
The team leader said with a smile, "I'm not tired. The secretary and I discussed it and found that as long as this dried vegetable distribution channel can be developed, the villagers' lives will be better. Don't worry, we won't treat you unfairly."
The Party Secretary continued, "Yunzhou's wife, the brigade leader and I have discussed it. For now, your role is the communications officer for Xiahe Village, to handle business. You'll be given five work points per day. If you bring in more business in the future, we'll increase that number."
The secretary was a middle-aged man who wore black-rimmed glasses and looked gentle and refined.
He was among the first group of educated youth sent down to the countryside. Now in his thirties, time has left its mark on his face. He got married and had children in Xiahe Village, and has developed a deep connection with this land.
In his previous life, the secretary was the only person besides Lu Mantang's entire family who helped Lu Laoxiao.
“Secretary, I agree.” She originally thought she would only have a formal identity once the dried vegetable distribution channels were fully established, but she didn’t expect to have one now.
She glanced at the secretary with admiration; indeed, he came from a big city, and his mind was sharp.
The secretary smiled and said, "You're very perceptive. Do you need me to accompany you tomorrow?"
It wasn't that he didn't trust her; he was worried that Qiao Wanyue, a young woman, couldn't lift 100 pounds.
Qiao Wanyue nodded, "Secretary, come with me."
The secretary nodded.
The three chatted for a while longer. The more they learned about Qiao Wanyue, the brighter the captain and secretary's eyes became. They realized that Qiao Wanyue was different from ordinary girls; her thinking and ideas far surpassed those of ordinary people.
It's even more advanced than theirs.
While this may not apply to the present, she made one correct point: the country is changing, the social situation is changing, and there will definitely be a huge transformation. Only those who keep up with the times will not be eliminated.
After the brigade leader and the secretary left, Lu Rong returned with the child.
Qiao Wanyue was preparing dinner in the kitchen. Lu Rong told her to go out and do it herself, but Qiao Wanyue said she wanted to show off her skills to the family. Lu Rong couldn't help but lick his lips when he thought of the dishes she cooked, so he let her go and squatted down to cook for her himself.
She lit a fire, Qiao Wanyue chopped the meat into minced meat, and asked Lu Hui to pick eggplants from the vegetable garden. She planned to make minced meat and eggplant.
"Mom, I'm going to the city with the Party Secretary first thing tomorrow morning."
Lu Rong was about to explode in anger, "Is everything ready?"
She nodded, chopped the eggplant, wiped the water out of the pot, added oil, and once the oil was hot, poured in the pork before saying, "The secretary and the team leader's family, along with a few other women's families, have gathered a hundred jin (250 kg). We'll go check on things tomorrow."
Lu Rong felt relieved.
The pot was sizzling.
The aroma soon wafted out, and the little guy, with his keen nose, exclaimed, "Second Aunt, are you cooking again?"
The little guy ran in adorably and hugged Qiao Wanyue's leg like a leg accessory.
"Xiao Hui, come to Grandma's."
The little guy was very obedient; he dove right into his grandma's arms.
Her eyes sparkled as she looked at Qiao Wanyue, and she unconsciously smacked her lips.
It's not his fault; Lu Rong and his wife only managed to feed themselves.
Qiao Wanyue smiled and said, "How about Auntie makes something delicious for Xiaohui today?"
The little one readily agreed, "Okay."
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